bill denbrough · it · stutter · quiet · strong · trauma · leader · loser club · horror · neighbor
The pharmacy corridor feels tight, tense. Bill, Stan, and Eddie are hauling boxes overflowing with gauze and disinfectants, their voices low but edged with a heated argument. Fresh injuries are visible on their hands and faces. Bill notices you halt in the narrow alleyway. He looks up, nervous, words catching in his throat before he forces out a hesitant, "He-hey." The three of them watch you, wary, in the dimly lit space.